Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 129 Rest
When Fang Fan came out of the hall, the village was silent, and there were only a few fires on the sentry points and watchtowers, illuminating the guards guarding the side. At this time, the sky was already dark.

Chui Chui's numb buttocks, while moving his cervical spine, said to Tang Jiajun.

"Take my transfer order and go to the warehouse of the Logistics Department to get some spiritual fruits and distribute them to them. According to the meeting just now, supply them according to the level and quantity, and credit them to the welfare."

"Yes."

Tang Jiajun responded quickly, took out the meeting minutes, checked the supply specifications clearly, then took the transfer order with Fang Fan's seal, turned his head and left.

Fang Fan put away the lord's seal and waved his hand.

"It seems that we have to find an opportunity to create a batch of identity tokens.

Otherwise, it would be too cumbersome to write a transfer order and seal once every time, but the token cannot be counterfeited, which is troublesome and a headache. "

After writing this down, under the light of the torch in the guard's hand, Fang Fan walked to the double-storey wooden house next to the lord's stele.

Just as he was about to go in, his eyes swept away, and he saw a tiny figure beside him, and stopped.

Next to the house, several vines are woven into rattan chairs, hanging in the air.

At this time, there was a petite figure curled up in the rattan chair, Fang Fan walked over silently, in his mind, the rattan had already told him everything that happened.

Gently hugging Qingqing's petite body, Fang Fan's movements seemed to wake her up.

I saw her grabbing Fang Fan's clothes and leaning against Fang Fan's chest, as if feeling a familiar breath, she calmed down again, only murmured slightly.

"Brother, I miss you so much."

At this moment, Fang Fan's heart felt sour, as if he had knocked over the seasoning box, and he didn't know what it was like.

In the early morning of the next day, the soft sunlight shone on the ground, and the villagers came out of their rooms one after another to start their day's work.

Fang Fan, who was still asleep, felt an itchy nose.

"yawn."

"Giggle."

With a yawn, a girlish laughter like a silver bell sounded in Fang Fan's ear, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he said in disgust.

"Qingqing, don't make trouble, let brother sleep again."

"Big slob, Qingqing has been up for a long time, but you are still sleeping, so lazy."

Qingqingqiong arched her nose slightly, grabbed Fang Fan and said, behind her, a vine was quietly floating there, she gently pulled her hand, and it was pulled in front of Fang Fan, shaking slightly.

"yawn!"

"Mutated vines, your road is narrow, do you understand?"

Fang Fansen's cold voice sounded, he stood up, looked at the little princess-like Fang Qing, and suddenly became helpless again.

The vines from before were trembling under Fang Fan's feet.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like this, take you to see your parents this morning, okay, take you to Longzi Lake."

"Wow, really?"

"Of course, I never lie."

"Ah, brother, I love you to death."

In an instant, Fang Qing jumped up excitedly and hugged Fang Fan.

As early as last night, Fang Fan ordered Tang Jiajun to inform his subordinates that unless someone's family died this morning, don't bother him.

On the eve of economic restructuring, at this busiest and most important time.

The reason is simple, to spend time with family and Qingqing.

For no reason, just last night, Fang Fan suddenly remembered his original intention.

Isn't it just to protect the family, to make the family's life better, to make the family happy?

Until then, everything has to be compromised.

The village is busy, so why do other people use it?Why did Fang Fan raise them?Do you eat shit?
For a long time, Fang Fan gave up everything else, first went to visit the professor, and helped Fang Qing ask for leave. After receiving the professor's hearing, he became interested, so he decided to go together.

"Professor, these children?"

Hearing that the professor was about to leave, the dozen or so children below hurriedly looked at him, their colors full of anticipation, but the professor didn't seem to notice.

"Oh, it's okay, just for one morning, let other teachers take over the class."

Click!

This is the sound of heartbreak.

Fang Fan looked at the group of children, and then at the surrounding environment.

"Well, it's good that it doesn't affect it, but the environment here is a bit rough. When I come back in the afternoon, I will expand this place and officially build a primary school. After all, poor education cannot be poor."

"Well, this is good."

The professor also nodded in agreement, and after handing over to the teacher, he also walked out of the village together.

With a group of guards opening the way, Fang Fan and his party set foot on the road again and walked forward. Along the way, the professor and Fang Qing sighed.

Especially Fang Qing, everything was new to her, full of curiosity, walking on the road, looking left and right.

Get out of the road and come outside the market.

"Brother, what are you doing there?"

"Oh, there is a market, a place to sell things."

Fang Qing's eyes lit up as soon as she heard that it was a place to sell things, and she looked at Fang Fan steadily.

"Brother, let's go in and have a look, shall we?"

Fang Fan smiled and rubbed her head.

"I won't go today. It's too messy and dirty. After a few days, I'll tidy it up and take you there to play."

Hearing this, although Fang Qing was a little disappointed, she didn't mess around, she nodded sensiblely, but the professor looked at Fang Fan and pointed at the market.

"Is this the one?"

"Correct."

"It's a bit of a mess. I'll take someone to get the design out in two days."

"Well, don't worry."

Fang Fan nodded, and didn't go in. He just took the professor to look at it from a distance, and then went over it and came to the bridge pier.

In front of the Qiaodun camp, several people were standing by a table, seeming to be registering, and they were quite surprised to see Fang Fan and his party.

When Fang Fan approached, Ye Xiu came out of the camp and wanted to say something to Fang Fan, but Fang Fan waved his hand and walked up to the pontoon bridge, ignoring him.

Walking on the floating bridge, Fang Qing's eyes narrowed into smiles.

Walking on the spacious pontoon bridge, Fang Qing looked at the wide and flat lake and let out a burst of exclamation.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, brother, shall we go fishing later?"

Fang Fan was taken aback, and nodded happily.

"Okay, after seeing my parents, I will take you fishing."

But at this time, there seemed to be a battle ahead. It was a few crocodiles, but they were killed by the guards in two or three hits. After calming down, the professor was secretly startled when he saw it, and had a more specific understanding of the current strength of Ning'an Village.

Walk out of the pontoon and go directly to the island. On the island, you can faintly smell a bloody smell.

The gunmen inside were cutting down trees one by one, preparing to raze the forest in front of them to the ground.

The logs were piled up on the side, and the branches and leaves were burned directly, and the ash produced was sprinkled on the ground.

From time to time, mutant beasts came out of the forest and were killed by the spearmen on the spot, taking out the beast souls and carrying the corpses.

"Fang Fan, what is this?"

"Oh, I'm going to flatten this area and turn it into arable land for growing food and elixir.

Especially things like spirit grass and spirit fruit, where there is not enough spirit energy from the outside world and it is difficult to cultivate them.

Before long, this island will become Ning'an's most important spiritual fruit producing area. "

Hearing this, the professor nodded in surprise.

Fang Fan and his party did not approach them, but bypassed them and went directly to the outside of the camp.

(End of this chapter)